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My parents and I visited Corolla, NC last week, and I absolutely fell in love with the wild horses there. The Corolla Wild Horse Fund is constantly trying to raise money to protect these beautiful animals as our government sees them as a nuisance. They are, actually, a piece of history. The Spanish Mustangs are on the outer banks because of the Spanish who came to America long before that was what the continent was known as. They had a tradition of releasing livestock when they landed ashore. Not only are these animals descendants of those horses, but the original horses also came from shipwrecks, or if the Spaniards were having trouble landing ashore, they would toss the livestock overboard and they would swim to shore. These animals are NOT managed by the Bureau of Land Management, and therefore, the Corolla Wild Horse Fund is in need of your help to support these animals.

I’m selling a few of my best shots I got while out on our wild horse tour with Bob’s Wild Horse Tours which was an absolutely amazing experience. They are 5×7 prints that are matted for you and shipped out within two business days with FREE shipping. The images I’ve posted in this post are for sale. ALL of the proceeds I make off of selling these go directly to the Corolla Wild Horse Fund – I am not making a penny off of these prints. You can access these prints directly by clicking here or visit The Singing Starling store front here.

If you don’t want to purchase a print, or you feel that they are too expensive, then here is something you can do for free – contact your state senators (which you can find here) and kindly ask them to co-sponsor S.3448 – T.he Corolla Wild Horses Protection Act.

And I would love to tell you about how we went into every one of our classes and cleaned house. But we didn’t. I took her in one class that we didn’t place in because I rushed through the pattern. The girl who has been riding her for me while I’m away at school got third out of three with her because she picked up the wrong lead, which she’s been doing for a while. It’s a new development, and it was fixed halfway around the arena, but the judge was looking at the wrong time.

And while we didn’t come home with a bunch of blue ribbons, I am so proud of my mare. She was an angel – she didn’t spook at anything, she didn’t jump when horses nearly ran into her, she didn’t pin her ears at anyone. She was simply wonderful for not being away from home in four years. I’ve seen horses at the barn that I board at that are at shows every weekend, and they bolt and kick and panic when they’re at a new place. She looked, but she didn’t panic. She could have been so much worse, but she was absolutely wonderful. It was a good experience all around for both of us, and I feel so much more confident with what I can do with her now.

At this fairgrounds, the warm up arena runs parallel, and right next to, a fairly busy road. Multiple large trucks drove down it with their noises and their ground-rumblingness, and she didn’t bat an eyelash. At the barn, to get to any trails, you have to ride across a road where trucks speed by. I’m definitely more confident with my ability to take her out on trails now, and to just ride her without an arena in general.

It was a good day, and while I expected to be disappointed about our lack of placing, I was just so proud of her for trying and doing her absolute best. I don’t need ribbons to make me happy and make me feels like I have a reason for riding, I have an amazing horse to do that.